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Friday, June 2, 2017

The Washington Post calls The Bright Hour by Nina Riggs, a woman who died of breast cancer at age 39, "a stunning work, a heart-rending meditation on life — not just how to appreciate it while you’re living it, but how to embrace its end, too."

"Two days before she died, Nina Riggs made a request: Don’t be afraid to read my book.
There’s good reason for such a plea. Her book, “The Bright Hour,” is a memoir about the last two years of her life. She completed it in January; she died the next month, at age 39, of metastatic breast cancer....In an email interview from a hospice in Greensboro, N.C., Riggs, who had two young sons, remained remarkably upbeat: “I think a real gift that this experience gave me was forcing me to appreciate my life/death, not just my life. I had to embrace the experience of having cancer, because that experience was part and parcel to my experience of my husband, my kids, my dearest friends. So I would say I really hope the book I wrote will make you feel much more joy than anything else.”

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